Chapter 33

"Neither should I be the only one crying, nor the only one cursing the author."

Sun Xiaotong, moved to tears by the tragic love story, resolutely reposted "The First Intimate Contact" on her Weibo, saying, "May the years be peaceful, and I am grateful for our health."

Indeed, Sun Xiaotong would not be the first girl to do this, nor the last reader to be moved by the story. Thus, more and more readers began to repost "The First Intimate Contact," and the story began to spread.

Not only girls, but even some boys fell silent after reading the story.

Then, these boys also began to repost "The First Intimate Contact" and wrote down their feelings.

People on the internet have a habit of reposting things they truly find good, and this led to "The First Intimate Contact" being wildly reposted by the first batch of readers, spreading rapidly online. Even some Weibo influencers with large fan bases began to repost and promote the novel.

Moreover, due to its overwhelming positive reviews, the short story's reposts increased, and it spread like a snowball, quickly engulfing the entire internet!

More and more night owls saw the story...

That night, countless young people in the country were kept awake, immersed in the same story.

Their minds were filled with those heart-stirring sentences...

"If I had ten million, I could buy a house. Do I have ten million? No. So I still don't have a house. If I had wings, I could fly. Do I have wings? No. So I can't fly. If I poured out all the water in the Pacific Ocean, it wouldn't extinguish the flames of my love for you. Can all the water in the Pacific Ocean be poured out? No. So I don't love you."

"If I had one day left to live, I would be your girlfriend. Do I have one day left to live? No. So, unfortunately, I am not your girlfriend in this life. If I had wings, I would fly down from heaven to see you. Do I have wings? No. So, regrettably, I can never see you again. If I poured out all the water in the bathtub, it wouldn't extinguish the flames of my love for you. Can all the water in the bathtub be poured out? Yes. So, yes, I love you."

A sentence of "I don't love you" and a sentence of "I love you," the echo between the beginning and the end, pierced the hearts of many.

...

After publishing "The First Intimate Contact," Luoyang went to sleep.

He didn't know that "The First Intimate Contact" was spreading at a terrifying speed online, and he was even more unaware that he, the author of "The First Intimate Contact," was being cursed as a cold-blooded animal by countless readers.

He started attending classes according to his schedule.

Counselor Xu Jie was very happy to see Luoyang return from his leave and even showed some concern.

This was a sociology class, and the lecturer was an old professor with glasses, who was speaking passionately at the podium. Most of the students in the audience were playing with their phones.

Luoyang was one of the few students still listening.

In front of Luoyang were a few girls from an unknown department, who had been playing with their phones since the class started.

The professor had looked at these girls several times, but they didn't notice and continued to look at their phones.

"Why did Qingwufei die..." Suddenly, the girl in front of Luoyang started crying without warning. The students around her were startled and quickly took out tissues to wipe her tears, comforting her.

Luoyang suspected he had heard wrong.

"Qingwufei? Could it be that this girl has been looking at my 'The First Intimate Contact' all along?"

This coincidence made Luoyang feel somewhat amused and frustrated.

The girl's crying caught the attention of the professor, who sighed but wasn't angry. He asked curiously, "Why is this female student crying? If it's because of a breakup, I'll allow you to go and talk to the boy."

The professor was quite interesting.

Many students laughed kindly, and the girl continued to cry. However, her seatmate stood up, bowed, and explained, "Professor, I'm sorry... She's crying because I recommended a novel to her called 'The First Intimate Contact.' The female protagonist died, so she's very sad..."

Sure enough... Luoyang's lips twitched.

The professor was slightly taken aback but then chuckled, shaking his head. "I can't do anything about that. Blame the author of the novel, but I must remind you that we are in class now..."

"Professor... Actually, I read this novel last night too, and I cried for the female protagonist. Please don't blame us..."

"Please don't deduct this student's credits, because we cried after reading this story too..."

"This novel is spreading widely, and most of the girls who have read it have cried..."

When the students in the audience learned the reason for the girl's sudden crying in class, many raised their hands to speak, showing understanding for the girl.

Of course, more students hadn't read the book, but they all secretly noted the name "The First Intimate Contact," planning to read it after class to see what magic it had to make someone cry in class.

The professor didn't expect so many students to have read "The First Intimate Contact."

Listening to the students, the professor returned to the podium and said, "Alright, it seems I need to read this novel too. I hope I don't cry. Now, it's our class time, students..."

"We will definitely listen carefully!" The students responded cooperatively.

The professor nodded in satisfaction and continued the class.

However, Luoyang clearly saw that the girl in front of him, though she had stopped crying, was still cursing: "Damn Bai Yiqingcheng, damn Bai Yiqingcheng..."

Luoyang felt a chill run down his spine.

After school, Luoyang returned to his dormitory and opened his Weibo.

"The First Intimate Contact," views: 12,007,500, reposts: 8,609,517...

Seeing these numbers, Luoyang drew a sharp breath.

In just one day and night, "The First Intimate Contact" had over ten million views, and the reposts had also reached the millions!

"It seems to be quite popular..."

Thanks to this novel, Luoyang's followers had surged to thirteen million, transforming him from a small influencer to a major one.

At the same time, Luoyang received countless comments.

"Great author, why did you write Qingwufei to die? I don't care, you must write a second part and bring Qingwufei back to life..."

"White, is Pizi Cai referring to yourself?"

"Is this story true? Why does it feel like it's based on a real story..."

"White, are you Pizi Cai? Is Qingwufei your lover?"

"You are the most cold-blooded author I've ever seen! Qingwufei is so good, why must she die!"

"White, I never thought you could write a romance novel like 'The First Intimate Contact' besides fantasy!"

"Author, will you write more? I hope to see your new romance novels!"

The comments were varied, with many readers asking if the story was based on personal experience.

Indeed, when Luoyang first read this novel in his previous life, he also thought it was based on the author's personal experience, but later he learned it was just a fabricated story.

Now, seeing the crazy popularity online, even Luoyang felt a bit overwhelmed.

Luoyang then clicked into the Star Novel Network and found that half of the comments in "Wushuang's" review section were discussing "The First Intimate Contact."

"White's romance novel on Weibo is really good; my girlfriend cried while reading it..."

"The author who can write a classic romance like 'The First Intimate Contact' is actually a fantasy author?"

"I came from 'Intimate Contact' and found that this author's 'Wushuang' is really interesting!"

"White is famous! Weibo followers have broken ten million, it's really scary..."

"White is not focusing on his main work. No wonder 'Wushuang' hasn't had a major update recently; he's been writing romance novels..."

"Add one more to not focusing on the main work. Although the romance novel is classic, I still hope White focuses on 'Wushuang' and doesn't deviate."

"Writing a brainless,热血 (hot-blooded) novel like 'Wushuang' is not focusing on the main work! Author, don't write fantasy anymore, switch to romance novels, I'll definitely support you!"

Well, it seems a bit chaotic, with readers of his two works even arguing with each other.

Both sides had complaints, and these complaints were destined to be borne by Luoyang.

So, Luoyang could only pretend nothing had happened, quietly uploaded today's update, and then closed Weibo and the Star Novel Network, leisurely listening to music...

Yes, it was Liu Qin's "Those Years."

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